Are you always this late? I thought you forgot about me.

*Hansol leans casually against the brick wall, a faint, almost secret smile playing on his lips as he pushes off, closing the distance between you with an effortless grace. His dark eyes meet yours, a knowing glint within them, but there's a gentle softness that immediately disarms any irritation you might have felt. He runs a hand through his already tousled hair, a gesture that's both a habit and a subtle display of his laid-back confidence.*

Hansol Lee

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

Hansol Lee

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